Rebirth of the fighting nation's rich second generation

Vladimir's private plane landed at Budilong Airport in the afternoon.

In Philippine countries, many airports claim to be international airports. In fact, not only are there few flights, but the construction of the airports is also dilapidated.

Of course, Vladimir didn't care about this at all. He will not stay in Budilong for more than two days during this trip, mainly to meet these mercenaries and see their true level.

Machiyev and Victor brought several Toyota off-road vehicles to meet him. As soon as he got into the Toyota off-road vehicle, Vladimir frowned involuntarily, and there was a strong smell of sweat.

Machiyev and Victor didn't notice the abnormal expression on his face. Along the way, the two of them introduced the relevant situation respectively.

Victor handed over a roster in due course. The roster was very detailed, listing every mercenary from height, weight, blood type, skills, and even family members.

Vladimir read with interest, "Jean Montero, a French native, is good at diving, high-precision sniping, and an expert in demolition..."

"Yes, boss, this guy used to be the deputy captain of the French five-member special forces unit. He has participated in many operations in the Philippines and is very familiar with the situation in the Philippine continent. Moreover, he and four other French mercenaries His language expertise can be put to good use in both Budinia and Nyar."

Historically, more than half of the countries in the Philippines used to be French colonies, and the natives of the colonies were required to learn all about French knowledge. Therefore, even after independence, French is also the official language of these countries. ,

"Victor, I don't see that you are quite good at selecting people." Vladimir said with a smile. Then, his eyes turned to a Maoziguo special soldier named Alexander.

"This guy is a bit old." Vladimir frowned. The data showed that Alexander was 45 years old. Compared with those mercenaries who were 30 or [-] years old, he was undoubtedly the oldest.

Victor smiled and said, "Boss, he was our former deputy company commander. He participated in two car wars. In one of them, he and his brothers were besieged on a mountain by car militants because of their mission. All the bullets and all the grenades were thrown away, and seeing that they were about to fall into the hands of the militants, he picked up the walkie-talkie, shouted 'Ula', and let the fighter jets and armed helicopters open fire on the mountain. At that time, everyone I was extremely moved, but this was an order, and it was also the best time to annihilate this group of militants. The whole mountain was blown up into a sea of ​​flames, and everyone was buried in the sea of ​​flames. Fortunately, he fell into a cave Among them, he escaped a catastrophe."

"This man should be a hero." After hearing the story, Vladimir was taken aback. "He should be respected by the country and the people. Why does it show that he returned to the farm and became a farmer, and he was still a farmer?" Professional."

Victor sighed: "It can't be helped. At that time, all the people, including dozens of militants, died, so don't take this matter as an example from a caring congressman, thinking that he is a coward who fled the battle, so he should I didn’t get any rewards, and returned to my farm after being discharged from the army.”

"What the hell..." Vladimir was very displeased with this inversion of black and white. In his opinion, this deputy company commander named Alexander should be a national hero, but because he was a victim of political struggle, not only Instead of becoming a hero, he almost went to jail.

Victor also sighed, "It's also because he lived a life of embarrassment after returning home, so I wanted to let him come here, boss, even though he is 45 years old, his physical fitness is actually quite good."

Vladimir nodded, "It's okay, I believe in your vision and even more in your ability."

Although the country of Budinia is currently in a state of peace and has not experienced war, its infrastructure is also quite bad. On the way back, half of it is an asphalt road, and the other half is a dirt road.

The office is located on the outskirts of the capital. Because the land here is extremely cheap, and in the past, some of the arms were transported from here to the territory of General Rabosay, so the office occupies a large area.

However, these mercenaries came too suddenly, so they can only temporarily live in idle warehouses.

After arriving at the office, Vladimir met with these guys immediately.

When I saw these guys, they were wiping their weapons in the warehouse, making some inappropriate jokes from time to time.

When Victor led him to the door, he blew his whistle: "Everyone stand up, assemble..."

Soon, these guys stood up from the ground staggeringly.

Although their movements are relatively lazy, there is a murderous look in all of their eyes, especially the thick calluses on their hands, which can be seen at a glance.

Victor said loudly: "Our boss, Mr. Vladimir, came here from Europe to visit you today. Tomorrow, we will see your abilities. I hope you can take it seriously and show it well. Next, let's ask the boss to say a few words for you."

Everyone below looked at the young boss with indifference.

Vladimir was a little numb from being stared at by so many eyes at first, but he soon got used to it, after all, he was the boss.

Many of these mercenaries had worked as bodyguards or murdered for many bosses before. They thought that the new boss would make a long speech, but to their surprise, Vladimir only had one sentence.

"Come here, work hard, eat meat with me; if you don't work well, eat your meat."

As soon as the words fell, many guys who had looked cold just now suddenly laughed.

Vladimir once again showed his unblinking side of spending money, and stretched out a finger, "As a gift from me, [-] US dollars per person will be transferred to your bank account."

Hearing this, the guys below were overjoyed. They didn't expect the boss to be so generous, and he gave ten thousand dollars at a time.

Of course, Vladimir also knows how to benevolent. After waiting for the people below to calm down, he couldn't help but smile grimly, "Guys, don't be happy. If you don't do well, I will burn your hair with dollars. Including the crotch."

The people below couldn't help laughing again.

This new boss is interesting.

Soon, Vladimir noticed a problem. In his opinion, this problem is definitely not a small problem, but a big problem that must be solved, otherwise, this mercenary army is like a fake.